3.27.2011

this is worthy of a second

at first it reminded me of the bricks at DCCXthe appearance of the image of Liz Hatch was unintentionalit was named close enough to the Fuentes on the bricks photo from DCCX that it got grabbed by my sloppy fingersthe image that itnot the person

definitely check out that videoalmost like allowing people to live a Pee Wee Herman dream sequence

4 comments:

Joel, You were extremely rude and hostile to me one morning a few weeks ago when I believe we were both commuting to work. My 8 year old son and I are your neighbors in Mt P, we normally ride bikes to work/school, but that AM we were in our Prius when you pulled out directly in front of us, got in middle of the street and proceeded to hog the road going about 9mph. I went around you, giving you a VERY wide birth. I even thought that your bike with the wheel barrel in front looked kinda cool. My little boy admired it as we drove by you. My son's fascination with your bike quickly turned to fear when you began aggressively pounding on my driver's side windshield. As I woman I was shocked and offended by the nasty comments you made about my face( nothing to do with "share the road" but to an 8 year old boy in back seat very frightenning to see an "old guy with a beard" pounding on his Mom's widow. "can he get us,Mom" YOU NEED TO GET A GRIP ON YOURSELF DUDE...and what is with your anger towards women?? I hear you are married and have a kid. Is that right?? Do you share your hostile side with your wife and bare that kind of anger in front of your child? Not to mention: bad way to establish a share the road culture!

I turned right off Monroe onto 18th...there was less than half of a city block between me and the red light and you felt the need to pass me way above 25 MPH in between me and the cars on the left hand side of the road.

You were going so fast that when you were finally able to stop you were well beyond the stop line, blocking half of the crosswalk.

When I got to you side I tapped on your driver side window to get you attention. When I spoke to you... you mocked me. Since you not only threatened my life by entering my space and then opted to mock me... I mocked you back.

I thought it was funny when you passed. You are the hundredth monkey... each day I drive through the neighborhood and cars take up more than half the lane coming towards me and then aggressively pass me on the left when coming from behind.

When I am responding to you... I am fed up and responding to all the drivers who pass me that way.There were 99 monkeys that passed me in the days prior... I let them pass and said nothing. But when the hundredth monkey passes... they may get the finger or a word or two.

Had you opened the window I would have asked, "What is you hurry? Why are you speeding through this residential neighborhood?" I can ride no further to the right because of the risk of car doors opening... so I ride here. The Speed Limit is 25 MPH... so my going slow is more within the limits of the law than you speeding"

or something to that effect

When Bush was in office I hated people with their W Stickers and their Ford Explorers

Now with the change of power in the executive office the people passing me obnoxiously fast and obnoxiously close are in Prius' with Obama stickers

Yes, I am married. Yes, I have kids. I would be less angry if people in the wrong were less self righteous.

Look in the mirror. See your contribution to the situation. My action may have been inappropriate. But it was just an over reaction to your inappropriate reaction.

Sharing the Road does not mean me getting out of your way as you barrel through a residential neighborhood. You would not want me driving my car past you or your child in that fashion... would you?

I am not Ghandi. And why is it me that needs to be subjected to abuse then turn the other cheek? I have been riding bikes for my whole life. Well... since I was younger than your son. In that time I have have had more than my fair share of incidents.

I am going to cut and paste this and try and just make a blog entry.

Not that I want to be enemies, as a matter of fact I hate confrontation. Until you realize your contribution to the situation we can not even talk.

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